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Thursday, August 11, 2011

The Wheelchair Philosopher endorses the Prayer of Saint Francis of Assisi


St. Francis Hospital - Long Island, NY
Photo by Laura Cerrano
Laura's blog


I was raised in the Catholic Christian religious tradition, and while I am not in any way a strict fundamentalist, I do feel a powerful and palpable connection to this prayer attributed to Saint Francis of Assisi in the Thirteenth Century. The prayer continues to guide my moral compass in all areas of my life -- especially here at this blog. The Wheelchair Philosopher blog has a distinct purpose to give the help, hope and motivation to people of all walks (and rolls) of life and at all ability levels that I know in my heart that it can. I believe all people have value and can choose to gift themselves to the world with their own unique talents I pray with all others who feel this way that this prayer's message, no matter your spiritual beliefs, is never lost on this blog or you, the reader for your benefit and blessing.


The Prayer of Saint Francis of Assisi

Lord, make me an instrument of your peace.
Where there is hatred, let me sow love;
where there is injury, pardon;
where there is doubt, faith;
where there is despair, hope;
where there is darkness, light;
and where there is sadness, joy.

O Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek
to be consoled as to console;
to be understood as to understand;
to be loved as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive;
it is in pardoning that we are pardoned;
and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life. Amen.

Roll on! 


P.S. I have kept this zone which is normally reserved for advertising ad free out of reverence for this prayer's dignity. Thank you.

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Wheelchair freelancing strikes back... dun, dun, dun!

My microgig career includes (but is not limited to) digital art, life-coaching, impersonating Batman and generally whimsical social marketing on Facebook, Twitter.com @mikeywriteswell and anywhere else -- all from $5 to $20 each at Gigbux.com. Order today -- I have a wedding to pay for. :o)

GigBux - The marketplace for micro jobs | User - mikelapenna

Roll on!


Check back later this week for a review of 2010's award-winning deaf culture documentary, See What I'm Saying featuring two deaf actors, a deaf singer-- and the sensational all-deaf Rock band Beethoven's Nightmare!

As seen on Netflix.


   

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Bad Meets Evil's 'Fast Lane' has my wheelchair revved up



Eminem Bad Meets Evil Hell the Sequel Promo Poster 2011

Since its June release, Hip Hop anti-heroes Eminem and Royce Da 5'9" have taken their supergroup Bad Meets Evil and their album Hell: The Sequel to #11 on the U.S. Billboard chart as of this blog post. However, the tracklist contains what I like to call "rolling motivation" with its blazing hot single "Fast Lane." It seems to be a compensation of sorts for me: the dude in the chair who doesn't drive due to my particular brand of Cerebral Palsy, that, for whatever reason, most songs about driving are somehow inextricably linked to my  my wheelchair mojo as if the synapses in my brain have labeled and programed  in maticulous detail in order for me to rock out to an ill car banger like in was my  personal wheelie anthem.

Anyway, I just like the song  and want to share my joy in a fit of Wheelchair Philosophy -- is that really so much to ask? The radio version is attached here for your auditory pleasure!




Roll on!




P.S. The references to Hellish things in this post and song are for artistic and metaphorical purposes only -- I, your Wheelchair Philosopher, despite any incidious rumors that may be afoot, still fight on the side of Good. :0)


   

Monday, August 8, 2011

Glenn Beck suggests that the new Black and Latino Spider-Man is a product of Michelle Obama's influence


Last Thursday, Glenn Beck, the profusely pulmonary pundit of political conspiracy hailed by followers as the voice of change in the right wing and damn nearly a Grand Wizard to those on the left of American discourse, offered his take on why the new alternate universe-dwelling Spider-Man -- a half Black and half Latino young man named Miles Morales-- is somehow the result of  words spoken by First Lady Michelle Obama:

 “I think a lot of this stuff is being done intentionally. What was it that Mrs. Obama said before the campaign? Because it's strange how so much of this seems to all be happening." He said this after playing an audio file of Mrs. Obama very vaguely stating, "we’re gonna have to change our traditions.”

Listen to Beck's comments in context here.



Video content by MediaMatters.org via FrumForum.com

Beck goes on the record with a bit of snarky brashness, in my opinion, saying up front and quite adamantly in this clip that he doesn't care about any of this and yet wonders if by her suggestion that we must  change our conversations and traditions Mrs. Obama is somehow doing this on purpose. Is this type of subtly conspiracy-alluding tone one of fear? Is it one of apathy? It is a mark of implicit racism? Or, more pointedly, I question whether it is Mr. Beck's purpose is to make us all live in an underlying state of paranoia over the fact Michelle Obama and other humans on Planet Earth do not have an issue with a mixed race and possibly gay super hero (in relation to rumors around the media sphere which the comic's creators have already denied)   whose portrayal may be reflective of not any agenda, but rather simply the reality of our world in August, 2011.



Roll on... with Spidersense.








     

Sunday, August 7, 2011

I'm taking my handicapped transportation issue to the Governor of New York

Cuomo

Many of you already know that there is a certain lack of transportation with regard to those with disabilities in my town, and you may well know that I was unsuccessful in my first attempt to rouse my local lawmakers to decisive action. However, I am far from browbeaten about the problem and thanks to a presentation by one of my favorite motivators Dr. Wayne Dyer entitled How To Be A No-Limit Person, I was inspired to re-purpose my letter to address the Governor of New York State Mr. Andrew Cuomo. The letter below is what I will be sending him this week. I decided to include the Governor's office address in this blog post in that the Governor is a public official to be called  upon by we the people of his state and/or his country when some of us feel it proper and prudent to do so.



Mr. Michael G. LaPenna
Freelance Writer, Editor, Online Media Specialist
177 DuBois St
Pine Bush, NY 12566



The Honorable Andrew M. Cuomo
Governor of New York State
NYS State Capitol Building
Albany, NY 12224




Monday, August 8, 2011 



Dear Mr. Governor:

My name is Michael LaPenna. I am a thirty-year-old resident of Pine Bush, New York. I was born with Cerebral Palsy and was raised in what one might consider a typical family of five, put through K-12 education in the Pine Bush School District, and began my college career at Orange County Community College. I pursued Communications, and completed an Associate’s degree in Applied Sciences in May of 2002 and like most  young men in their twenties, viewed the world wide eyed and hopeful and with that youthful vigor, I took to my best skills: DJing  parties for friends and associates, beginning a screenplay which would become a novel, and exploring freelance writing as a career for a couple of years until enrolling in the State University of New York at New Paltz in 2005 where I majored in Media Management – Communications while hosting a college radio show, joining a poetry team and meeting my future wife among a multitude of other priceless experiences, memories and friendships that I will hold dearly in heart for the rest of my life.
Since receiving my B.A. in May of 2007 after discovering that sales, marketing and the like just weren’t in my heart, I fervently pursued freelance writing—and while I have loved it, the market just has not paid very well. So like any enterprising person, I have soldiered on in the hope of finding work where I can get it. I even went so far as to enlist the services of a job coach this past summer at Independent Living Inc, in Newburgh, New York.  I did so not because I thought I needed training in how to write a resume, how to speak, how to dress and present myself at an interview, but because my disability limited my ability to work. This is a fact which my optimism continues to move beyond in a mental sense. I cannot do manual labor, build houses, dig ditches, wait tables in a restaurant, move furniture, stock high shelves and so forth. But moreover and most frustrating is the fact that my disability (as of today’s technological availabilities), completely prohibits me from being able to drive a car.
            For many years, I thought I would be able to get some type of hand controls to assist me in driving similar to those used by other wheelchair users like me—but as providence would have it, I would not be able to drive. The reality of this eventually led me to seek other means, and so I did. My search led my everywhere in the valley and I eventually found that there were ambulette services in my area that would cover the cost of my travels so long as I received proper approval from the State Medicaid office. I was thankful and I counted on this fact to assure and ensure my successful travel to and from any job that I would obtain in the future. And so filled with hope, this past summer, I applied to jobs as many jobs as I could.
      I spent the three months that followed combing the Internet, making lists of ideal jobs, writing cold letters and making phone calls to all jobs within range and consulting with my job coach on how to perfect my approaches on all levels. Within only a week, I had made several new contacts and was feeling great! I set up several interviews and finally I found and received a paying, part-time job with the local Boys and Girls Club. I was excited! The job wouldn’t be high paying, but it was literally five minutes from my house! All that was left to do was to book my hours with the ambulette service.  I called to book my hours and things were underway until I was asked where I would be going.  I gave the address. That seemed fine. When I was asked my reason for going to the address, I said, “It’s for a job at the Boys and Girls Club. “Oh,” the woman on the phone replied with an apparent tinge of dread in her voice. She sympathized and told me if I took Wallkill Masters' Coach to a job five minutes from my house, I would have to pay $75.00 per day plus mileage. I explained that I had accepted the job on the premise that I would have transportation. I was then told to call another office. That office told me the same thing. I was told that ambulette service only covers medical visits or medical equipment shipping and that the Medicaid system does not pay for work-related transportation.
I spent the next three and a half hours on the phone with local transportation in the valley only to find that although there are five disabled transport services in my area, (four of which are approximately within a fifteen-mile radius) only the Town of Montgomery-Crawford Dial-A-Bus would be able to transport me.  Not only is it currently the only service available, but the bus stops running at 4.00 p.m., so therefore, I would never be able to be picked up from a nine to five, standard, eight-hour work day. Why paratransit is not already mandated by law to run a corporate business schedule is beyond all logic to me.
            The nation though it may not be perfect, was founded on the indelible principles set forth by Thomas Jefferson and our forefathers 235 years ago in our Declaration of Independence, “We hold these truths to be self evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.” It is in this vein that the Americans with Disabilities Act of 1991 was put into law: to say that if we are all born into this world as equal, if we believe this to be a universal truth beyond all race, religion, creed, class or sex, we must include those persons who have, through no intention of their own, been born with a particular kind of hardship to be overcome. In this vital sense, does the pursuit of our happiness not logically and without any doubt whatsoever include the means to earn a living wage? Does it not include the absolute right to access to travel during a standard business day? I, like you, have worked to overcome obstacles to have access to education, to go to college, to live life as normally as possible. I cite the following excerpt from the Americans with Disabilities Act of 1990 to point out a current flaw in the current “fixed route” rule as it pertains to reasonable access for persons with disabilities.


TITLE II, SUBTITLE B, SECTION 223. PARATRANSIT AS A COMPLEMENT TO FIXED ROUTE SERVICE. 42 USC 12143.
(a)   General Rule. It shall be considered discrimination for purposes of section 202 of this Act and section 504 of the Rehabilitation Act of 1973 (29 U.S.C. 794) for a public entity which operates a fixed route system (other than a system which provides solely commuter bus service) to fail to provide with respect to the operations of its fixed route system, in accordance with this section, paratransit and other special transportation services to individuals with disabilities, including individuals who use wheelchairs, that are sufficient to provide to such individuals a level of service (1) which is comparable to the level of designated public transportation services provided to individuals without disabilities using such system; or (2) in the case of response time, which is comparable, to the extent practicable, to the level of designated public transportation services provided to individuals without disabilities using such system.
Such a “fixed route” rule allows passengers’ work hours to be at the mercy of any fixed route chosen by the provider—and bear in mind being so with far fewer options then say, the New York City subway system with multiple trains and routes.
In my own case, the Town of Montgomery-Crawford Dial-A-Bus service stops running at 4.00 p.m. when in reality, the average worker would likely need it to run until 6:00 p.m. and 7:30 p.m. depending on how far the distance required to travel may be. In my previous letter to my town board, I asked and proposed to all relevant parties and town officials that disabled transport services and paratransit in the Town of Montgomery-Crawford be extended to run to accommodate 9:00 a.m. to 5:00 p.m. standard business hours within a fifteen-mile radius to allow fair and equal access to a living wage.  I did this knowing that the rights to both transportation and earning a living are essential to any productive citizenry. It was, however, rejected in the reply I have attached to this document on the basis that, [local paratransit] is a fixed route service.  I was handed the reply, “If we changed the hours to service you, others would surely ask for nighttime hours.”   
The above consideration that the town would have to “change the hours for everyone” is the very point of my letter(s). If the sole purpose of handicapped-accessible transportation is to make those who need it more independent, then it is only sensible that paratransit in my town. and logically in the State of New York, run to accommodate the standard 9:00 a.m. to 5:00 p.m. business hours that so many workers likely including yourself or other officials maintain during your daily routine. I believe this with all my heart, all my soul, all my mind and all my strength. I therefore propose that there be a movement toward state-wide legislation to extend all paratransit to run during a standard 9:00 a.m. to 5:00 p.m. work day insomuch as to grant the basic human right of the right to access to gainful employment to those persons with disabilities who use paratransit.  
I fully acknowledge that a proposal such as the above must be taken up by the State Legislature and ask that you forward my letter to all relevant parties. I write to you for no other reason but for my proposal to be seriously considered in sound democratic discernment.


In service to New York State and my country,

Michael LaPenna


Wish me luck... and roll on!

Friday, August 5, 2011

It's a new fresh layout of bloggery!

Let me know what you think of the new layout. I'm trying different stuff to make it better. Tell me what you love or what you hate and maybe a few suggestions as to what you want me to cover.... Let me know what's up.

Roll on!


This is the signage of sign language


Roll on with thine hands!




Thursday, August 4, 2011

The Amazing Art of Disabled Artists by WebDesignDepot.com

There is little to nothing I can say to top this blog post below and the hidden wonder of creating art while living with a "disability." Brilliant!

http://www.webdesignerdepot.com/2010/03/the-amazing-art-of-disabled-artists

Roll on... the paint!


                                       

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

50 Things I'm Going to Do Today

This free lecture by free-thinking intellectual "shakerupper" Brian Johnson lists 50 of the most comprehensively motivating things for us, abled however we are, to do today. I agree with most of the things on this list except the whole "Stop milking the cow" part -- for I doth love me a milkshake now and again.

Listen here.

Roll on with yo' 50 things!



Monday, August 1, 2011

'You're my boy, Blue!'

Cerebral Palsy living comedian Josh blue speaks about being himself and life as himself. I met this guy in 2007 at the event commemorated in my banner picture -- a swell dude for sure! This video is for a level-headed, mature audience. Discretion is  all yours!
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Roll on!



























Sunday, July 31, 2011

If I didn't have a disability, I might be a jerk

A free-form poem


If I didn't have a disability...

I might not be as sympathetic to the needs of others.

If I didn't have a disability...

would I be as patient when things don't go the way I planned?

If I didn't have a disability...

would I be as willing to socialize outside my culture?

If I didn't have a disability...

would I mind if I were the "minority" in the room?

If I didn't have a disability...

would I know how to empathize with the kid who got picked on for having pimples and wearing glasses

and would I know what it's like to be judged by stereotypes and  for people assume I can't have a normal life: a wife, kids, a vibrant social life or a normal job?

If didn't have a disability...

would I feel so attached to human rights and the Dream of Dr. King so much so that I put a poster of him on my wall while, of course, I am still white?

If didn't have a disability...

would I see a gay couple and think of how horrible it would be if I were told I couldn't get married because I have Cerebral Palsy or because my lady is Filipino?

If didn't have a disability...

would I be a jerk?

I may never know these things --

 yet I indeed know the blessings that my "disability" brings!



Roll on!